The Last Man Standing!
When the dust settled
And the mushroom cloud lifted;
And the nuclear fallout covered the ground;
The last man standing was a woman!
All stark naked, dazed and disengaged;
All alone and not a soul else around!
When wars, plagues and disease
On land, in blood and airborne;
Killed off all men with ease;
And all baby boys arrived dead born;
The last man standing was a woman!
No sperm, no gene and no man to re-create
A lost world with no men, semen or lubes
To give birth to baby boys in tubes!
When boys, their toys were guns;
And men, they killed for fun
And whatever demons they invented!
With against and with with us;
The turnstile doors turning thus!
When the dust settled
And the mushroom cloud lifted;
And the nuclear fallout covered the ground;
The last man standing was a woman!
With no scorn, pain, or jilt,
But all alone, dazed, scared and wilted.
In the beginning she bore their sin
For bringing love, joy and sensation
To a dull world; ensconced in fear;
And near the end she wore their guilt!
When the dust settled
And the mushroom cloud lifted;
The last man standing was a woman!
© 2009 Ali Darwish